Shadetree Mechanics

[thejohnblaze (deleted)]

Hello I'm John WK I have a profile here and a few people expressed interest in hearing some of the stories I have about life on the rez and here is one hope you guys like it.

Everyone know that when your car breaks down you take it to a mechanic that charges the hell out of you but gets the job done right?
Well here's a story of my uncle who's car broke down and hired some local mechanics (paid with beer) to fix his car and the adventures they had while attempting to remove a freakin starter.

The starter burned out on his car and the guys he hired were wrenching away when they realized they stripped the bolts on the starter housing .......now usually one would realize that you can take the starter apart itself and extract it that way but come on now that makes too much sense so what they end up doing is pulling their trucks alongside the car and wrap a chain around the starter (!!!) and proceed to try to rip it out of the car. Well they pull out untill the chain is tense and gun it pulling the car off the ramps it was set on.........well for some reason that does'nt work so what do they do?
The rocket scientists try it again but this time they leave alot of slack in the chain and take off, well they succeed in removing the starter but they also remove the starter and the housing all around it (bolts and all) at this point they must have realized they cant glue metal together and leave everything laying there and tell my uncle what they did and go home.

You know there are a few things to expect when you hire somebody with beer, one that you'll probably end up with a handful of nuts and bolts they couldnt figure where to put back, and two that there is a strong chance that your car will become even more broke then when you started :D

[5feettall_PREV (deleted)]

`Growing up as a daddy's girl. I learned to be a shadetree mechanic. When I was about 20 I need a car it would be my first. My dad a great mechanic said he would not buy me a car but if I came up with a few dollars he would help me out. I was a single mom and money was tight. I came up with a few hundred dollars. A few weeks later I went to his house he had 3/ 1965 Plymouth Fury's in the yard and beside each one was an old bed sheet. He and a few of his buddies, my cousins were standing around drinking and watching as I ask what was up.

Dad told me he and the guys had gotten me a car all I had to do was disassemble them and take the good parts off each one and build one car. I enlisted my sister and by the end of the day we had a yard of car parts and a few Indians 3 sheets in the wind.

The next day When I went to reassemble the parts there was the guys hard at work building my car. It had a light blue body, a red hood and a deep blue trunk, and lots of parts in the yard, but this time it was not by oops.

I ask my dad why now all the help. His answer was Baby you are an equal so you do equal work.

A great dad gives you lessons as free as his love. And the car could move won the powerpuff race twice.

[thejohnblaze (deleted)]

`OK

I'm not seein a punchline at all to that story
you need to work on that :-p

Like when I replaced the engine on my 442 in the middle of winter and one of the boys ended up sticking his tongue to a wrench cause he didnt think it was that cold (ok maybe we bet him but thats not the point ) or when my cousin who went to Wyotech had the bright idea to bend some of his tools in the wood stove and ended up breaking them because he waited too long and let the metal cool before bending it, this same cousin also took my step sisters engine bay halfway apart to replace a power steering hose that he could have got to from under the car
thats just me though I seen alot on this rez